Talking To The Moon [z.m.]

31: Love Me Harder

Faith's POV

I immediately pull back. Dakota's pregnant?

Zayn looks up at me with a worried and anxious look. I stare down at him with disbelief before I stand up and walk around him, creating space between us.

"Faith-" He begins to say, but I cut him off. He stands up and tries to walk forward but I stop him when I lift my hand up, and then let it fall down.

"How long?" I croak. I don't realize tears forming in my eyes until now. I feel so hopeless and upset. I had just confessed my love for Zayn and me wanting him back, and he stops me with this. I feel a sour taste in my mouth and I feel like vomiting.

He closes his mouth for a moment before he sighs and speaks. "It's barely been a month."

I shake my head at the revelation. I put my hand over my forehead and step back a few more steps from him. He doesn't inch toward me, giving me the space I need to think. I take a deep, shaky breath as I think over what he's told me.

Dakota's pregnant. And there's nothing I can do about it. Zayn needs to be there for her and her baby. More importantly, their baby. Just the thought of them making love makes me feel betrayed, even though Zayn and I haven't been together in five months. I lead myself to believe that Zayn was all mine, but then I gave him up. What I hadn't thought through was his and Dakota's relationship, and how they were going to eventually have sex. It makes me want to punch myself for being so stupid, for letting him go.

"Faith, listen to me." Zayn speaks behind me. "I know this is a lot for you to take in, but we can still be together, we can-" He begins to suggest until I turn around to face him.

"No," I tell him immediately. I brush my tears away from my face and look at him with a hard expression. I know I want Zayn, but how dare he want to choose me over a defenseless unborn child? I love him, every fiber of my being does, but I'm not going to be selfish enough to take away the baby it's father. I wouldn't dare. "You need to be there for Dakota and for the child, Zayn. I can't let you choose me over it, I can't. That baby needs it's father, and I don't want to be the cause of it losing you."

Zayn walks forward, placing his hands on either side of my face. I softly push him away but he resists. "No, Faith, listen to me-"

"No, Zayn." I tell him coldly, pushing his hands away from my face. "I'm not doing this. We can't be together this way. Maybe in the future if God forbid us, but not now. Not when you're expecting a child with-"

"But that's not true. Listen to me-"

"No!" I yell. "How many times do I have to tell you no? Choose the baby over me, and that's it. You can't possibly think you can push it to the side. It's your child-"

"But that's the thing, Faith." Zayn says. I'm about to speak again but he places his hand over mine. He looks amused when he sees my expression. "God, Faith. Shut up and listen to me, will you?" He laughs lightly, causing me to feel even more confused. "Faith, there's another piece of information you're missing."

I stay quiet, arching an eyebrow up at him as a sign for him to continue. I wonder what else he could possibly be keeping from me.

His smirks grows until he's grinning so brightly. What's he smiling about? He's having a child, unless he's happy about that. Oh God, what will Alex think? I keep wondering of other reasons why he's smiling until he opens his mouth. "Faith... Dakota isn't having my child. Her baby isn't mine."

I'm caught off guard. He releases his hand from my mouth, which is now shaped an an o. Dakota... Her baby isn't Zayn's? "What are you talking about? Her baby isn't yours? You- You didn't?"